Life is sometimes a battlefield,
an arena for the interplay of forces
that without inner peace and harmony,
would be deceived by appetites and passion.
Passions unattended flare out of control
and burn the delicate soul fibres,
even as the passions of nature flare
in the form of lightening that sometimes
strike and burn the earth.
But without passion,
there would be no understanding,
no reason to strive to attain.
But once bridled and saddled
you can ride the steed of passion
and bring the emotions under control.
Then your words will be
like a fragrant perfume,
and your actions a soothing balm
to those you love.
Love is the law of the universe,
but love was never meant
to bind one to the other.
But to set each one free to fly to
uncharted lands, so that each
can begin to reveal new vistas
of the self to the other.
Only in this way, will the soul begin
to manifest through the personality,
and will Eros sheath his arrows.
So let your love be an act of worship
of the creative forces flowing through
the temple of the soul.
In this way, your masks will fall away
to reveal true glimpses of the wondrous
beings that you are.
(c) Lyn Asmar